In Tazenakht, I ran into Simon. He lives in his van with a dog called Tawa. They offered me a ride west, and we camped together one night by the side of the road. Simon is from France. We talked in French and compared our experiences of Morocco. My limited vocabulary made it more difficult […]
In the small town of Agdz, I saw local musicians perform. Before they started to play, two men built a fire and tightened the skins of the drums.
In Erg Chigaga, I shot several rolls of film of the changing light on the sands, and the natural cracking of mud as it dries. More pictures to follow once they’re developed.
After almost losing my backpack in a taxi that took off back to Zagora, and then having to aggressively re-negotiate the price of my desert excursion, I finally left roads behind, and set off in 4×4 towards the dunes of Erg Chigaga.
Today I took a series of shared taxis to get to Zagora. In one taxi, the driver was playing great Moroccan music. All over the radio were Rolling Stones tongue stickers. I could see how they were influenced by the music here. I then hitchhiked briefly in a truck. I put my bag in the […]
Today I visited the site of some rock carvings from 7000 years ago. I was driven down a long dirt track to the site by two Berber guides in an old truck. The carvings were all pretty simple except for a picture of an elephant drawn inside a rhinoceros. I tried to find out more. […]
Morning hike to see fossils. There were a lot.
As the sun started to set, I arrived in Tazarine. Somehow I managed to organize a connecting ride 12km south to a piste (dirt road) that leads to Camp Serdrar, a hotel that was built on the site of an old palm farm after it was destroyed by drought. We waited in Tazarine while the […]
Set against a dry, dusty landscape, these patches of green indicate that somewhere beneath is a reservoir of water.